Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Closeness

Playing the piano means happiness, especially when my thoughts are of you. It's a mood indicator. When things aren't going well at home, there is a longing to be with you. When it's time for bed, I wish it was with you. ~Chaste~


In just jeans and a bra. Longing in their eyes. He kisses her ever so sweetly and softly kissing the middle of her neck and works his way down to her chest, just above the crease of her breasts. She unclasps her bra and removes it. He buries his face between her breasts. Then turning his face on the side, he lays it there. Letting out a moan of happiness and contentment.

She can't help but hold him and run her fingers through his soft hair. He did not move and it felt so good, just holding him.

All the stress at home just disappeared. He felt safe in her arms. Her kisses were warm and inviting. Her skin was soft and smooth. She smelled so sweet. He dreamed about this moment and now it's REAL.

No, they did not have sex but this is just the beginning to something much much more....

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